Page 143 of Enchanted Queen


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“Warrick,” Jorah called.

“Yeah, Mum, right here!” I could feel him give a wave from my back.

“Stop interrogating your uncle,” she scolded, but with a smile.

“I did my best to keep it under twenty questions,” he said cutely.

“And did you succeed in that endeavor?”

“Well no, but dragons, Mum.Dra-gons.”

I laughed. “Would you like to dance, Your Highness?”

“I’d love to,” she smiled.

With Warrick hanging onto my back, we danced, skipping around to the lively music. Between the bonfire and the dancing, so much of Nerede reminded me of Dra Skor. Maybe it was the way they looked after one another. Maybe it was the way they worked hard and celebrated harder. I wasn’t sure.

I only made it one dance with Warrick on my back before needing a break. Who knew a seven-year-old could be so heavy. I let him down and we headed for drinks.

“Hi, Keir.”

I spun around to find Molly there. Of course, she would be here. She was moving into a beach house not far from the one I had stayed in. “Molls.”

“Are you well?” she asked with a smile.

“I am,” I stated. “Here only temporarily, but I am well.”

I handed her a lemonade before I grabbed mine.

“I feel as if you should write a book when you return,” Molly said. “All your adventures.”

“Which you would undoubtedly read,” I joked.

She nodded. “You may need to take a few liberties with the plot though. Really liven it up.”

I snorted. “Believe me, it is plenty lively. Action. Dragons. Love. Subterfuge. Civil war.”

“In that order?”

This was what I missed about Molly. Our banter. She may not have been the love of my life, but I would always respect and adore her to a certain extent. Just as she turned to go, I stopped her. “Molls?”

“Yes?”

“I am sorry,” I said as I looked into her eyes. “I am sorry I forced you into my assemblage from Krew’s and then kept you around longer than I should have. I just knew you were someone I could talk to. I never meant to hurt you.”

She smiled. “I never would have wanted to be someone’s vengeance pick anyway.”

“I wish you all the love and happiness in the world,” I told her.

“You too, Keir. You too.”

Warrick wanted to head to play a game with some other kids, some sort of tag with sharks involved, so I stayed back and watched. Content to watch my nephew and just be.

I had missed Wylan. If things went well with Esta and I lived there, I would always miss Wylan. But being somewhere without her made me ... restless.

“So do they talk about me?”

I spun to find Owen and gave him a slap on the back of a hug. I had only briefly seen him the day before and most of it was business. We were busy planning what team I could use in Dra Skor to help. It couldn’t be just anyone; it needed to be men who did not like my father. Men who wouldn’t see Dra Skor as enemies and nothing more. Men who would help keep us out of a war.

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